The Ivory Valley was shaking, and the rumbling sound continued, but when the man in black robe left, the vibration slowly stopped and returned to calm again.

Kun Wuzi, who had been struggling to travel desperately, always had a bad premonition in his heart. All this happened too strangely. The strangulation that was originally fully grasped turned into what is now. Gu Ling and Xingyuan's life and death are uncertain. Kun Wuzi didn't know at all what happened in the Ivory Valley.

"Yuan'er, nothing happens..."

Kun Wuzi ordered the team to speed up again and said again.

The narrow entrance to the Ivory Valley seemed endless and long at this moment. No matter how fast Kun Wuzi accelerated, he still felt that he was far away from the Star Abyss.

I don't know how long it took to run, Kun Wuzi gradually asked the faint smell of blood coming from the Ivory Valley. Kun Wuzi was shocked and his ominous feeling became stronger.

Kun Wuzi's cultivation level was originally based on the ninth step of ancient times, far superior to the public. If he hadn't been afraid of something happening to the team, he would have already accelerated and left the team. He could no longer bear it, and accelerated with a bang and disappeared in an instant.

The smell of blood coming from his nose became more and more intense. Kun Wuzi kept talking about Xingyuan in his mouth. Outside the Ivory Valley, there were corpses everywhere, and blood was flowing everywhere.

Until Kun Wuzi and his wife arrived at the place where Xingyuan fought first, looking at the undrying blood on the ground, the familiar aura was captured by Kun Wuzi at once.

"Yuan'er!!!"

Kun Wuzi jumped to the place where Xingyuan was first lying on the ground. Looking at the empty earth, Kun Wuzi was sure that Xingyuan must have been here at the first place.

Kun Wuzi panicked.

As the saying goes, you have to see people alive and die with corpses. Now Xingyuan is gone, which makes Kun Wuzi really panic and unprecedentedly panic.

"Why didn't Yuan'er crush the jade?" Kun Wuzi was anxious at this moment. He gave Xingyuan a jade to crush him when he was in danger. Why didn't Xingyuan crush? Is it too late?

Just as Kun Wuzi was in despair, a weak voice attracted Kun Wuzi.

Turning around, it turned out to be the undead Huanglong. He was simply bandaged by the man in pink. At this moment, he had a little consciousness from the deep and serious injury and made a very small painful sound.

Kun Wuzi moved to Huanglong's side suddenly, as if he had grabbed the last life-saving straw. His palm was directly printed on Huanglong's back and inputting demonic energy, which made Huanglong feel a little more awake.

"Huanglong, what happened?" Kun Wuzi said excitedly.

Huang Long was confused. Seeing that it was Kun Wuzi, he suddenly rushed into Kun Wuzi's arms and began to sob."

"Clan...Clan leader, cough cough, all dead... They are all dead, cough cough..." Huang Long said incoherently, but Kun Wuzi heard what Huang Long said was all dead. Kun Wuzi suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning, and his palm began to tremble.

Kun Wuzi looked at Huang Long and said in a daze: "What... were you talking about? Yuan'er... dead?"

"No... Xingyuan is not dead, but everyone else... is dead, woo." Huang Long said that and started crying again. The teenager, who had experienced such a tragic battle, almost died. How could Huang Long not be sad?

Kun Wuzi stood up as if he was a bolt from the blue. Not far away was Gu Ling's corpse. Putting down the yellow dragon, Kun Wuzi walked to Gu Ling's side. At this time, the team that was thrown away by Kun Wuzi came late. Seeing the corpses on the ground, he looked shocked.

Kun Wuzi saw Gu Ling who had lost his breath on the ground, as if the world had become quiet. He knelt on one knee and placed Gu Ling's head on his legs.

Kun Wuzi, Gu Ling and others discussed this plan to strangle the Canglang tribe and the Spirit Fox clan for a long time. It was already perfect. Gu Ling lured the remnants of the Canglang tribe and the Spirit Fox clan here, and with the help of the steep terrain of the Ivory Valley, it was wiped out in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, when Kun Wuzi brought the Yellow Bird behind him, a group of black-robed men from the Blood Demon Gang suddenly appeared. They all had high cultivation levels, blocking Kun Wuzi's way out, making Kun Wuzi miss the best opportunity to help.

Kun Wuzi didn't show any emotions on his face, but his expressionless face made people feel even more frightened.

Kun Wuzi silently stretched out his right hand to Gu Ling's still staring eyes, helping Gu Ling rest in peace.

An unparalleled powerful force only refers to the powerful momentum of the ninth step of ancient times burst out.

"The Blood Demon Gang Sect, I don't care why you are blocking me today. From now on, I, Kun Wuzi... and your Blood Demon Gang Sect, will never die... and will never stop." Kun Wuzi roared to the sky, his voice with boundless penetration power, penetrated into the sky.

This roar seemed to awaken the monster deep in the Ivory Valley that made the man in black robes retreat.

"Class leader, let's look for the young clan. I didn't see his body. The young clan shouldn't be dead yet." At this time, the second elder of Yunling tribe came to the furious Kun Wuzi and persuaded Kun Wuzi to do so.

Kun Wuzi woke up from his sorrow. Indeed, Xingyuan's body was not found, which means there is still a glimmer of hope.

Then Kun Wuzi looked along the way like crazy, spreading his spiritual consciousness in the Ivory Valley and jumping around. The dead are dead, and the living are the most important.

Just as Kun Wuzi was about to demolish the Ivory Valley, a sound that seemed to come from ancient times sounded leisurely.

"Stop looking for him, he... was taken away."

This sound seemed to come from an ancient monster, and it seemed to be an infinite holy Buddha, with a sacred meaning that shocked Kun Wuzi in vain.

Kun Wuzi tried to find the source of this sound, but even if Kun Wuzi dispersed himself to refer to the ninth step of ancient cultivation, he still could not detect the source of this sound, as if the sound was emitted from every inch of the land in the Ivory Valley, making people unable to find it.

"Senior, who took my grandson away?" Kun Wuzi knew that the other party was definitely an ancient monster, and his cultivation was far above him. Maybe it was a legend that there were only nine demons in the demon world.

Kun Wuzi's Q&A did not receive any response. Kun Wuzi was able to confirm that the other party was definitely a super old monster at the level of a mountain god. His question had not been responded for a long time. Kun Wuzi was very upset. However, there is a good news at present, that Xing Yuan was not dead, but was taken away. Although Kun Wuzi didn't know who the person he took away was, he did not kill Xing Yuan directly, which was enough to show that the other party would not kill Xing Yuan.

After taking a deep look into the depths of the Ivory Valley, Kun Wuzi actually felt a palpitations, as if his soul would be sucked away.

The opponent's strength has reached a level that he cannot imagine. What else can Kun Wuzi do?

"Carry all the bodies of my tribe and bury them well, let's go out first." Kun Wuzi said seriously to the second elder of Yunling tribe beside him, and he walked to Huanglong. Huanglong was the most important friend and brother of Xingyuan. Kun Wuzi has the responsibility to take good care of Huanglong. Besides, Huanglong's serious injuries need to be carefully treated, otherwise he will still be wandering in the gates of hell.

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